CHAPTER 22. Golden Pollen (Patreon)

Nico remained silent, unfazed. The sound of his labored breathing gradually subsided. I couldn't look at his face; I just stared at his giant d*ck, half-ashamed and half-afraid to face what had happened there between us. Nico broke the tension by gently touching my p*ssy with his hand, signaling me to get off the bed. There, kneeling, Nico grabbed his meat and, after a small slap that made me open my mouth, he p*ed inside me, consummating his act, still in total silence.